The office was absolutely gorgeous.
It was exactly like his, but the colors were a soft beige instead of the black and grey that filled his.
There was a massive bookshelf that was empty, waiting to be filled with books of my choice, and flowers on the windowsill. It was clearly made with me in mine, and when I got to the desk, I smiled at the framed picture there.
It was one of Elias and I from our mating ceremony. One of our friends must’ve taken it because we stood with our hands bound by that silver fabric and we were staring into each other’s eyes.
“It’s perfect,” I whispered, turning to him. “Thank you.”
I threw my arms around his neck, and he laughed as he held me tightly against him.
“Don’t thank me yet, this is as much for my benefit as it is yours. I have you close by, it m
